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I'm sitting at my farm right now. Sitting and thinking...and writing as well I suppose. Obviously! Lol! I was working on the gardens earlier and stumbled upon a rabbit hole. Made me think of Wonderland. Maybe you are trying to picture what a real rabbit hole looks like? They're quite plain actually. Nothing more than a dug out hole in the ground. Bits of nibbled grasses around it, and some droppings, tufts of white fur.

When you look in though, all you see is black. The smells of distured dirt and aggravated roots emanate from its depths.

Want to go down there?

Of course you do. Let's go!

 

Ah you made it! What took you so long? Never mind that right now, we're here! The rabbit hole! It look a lot bigger on the inside.

For me, I'm having this thought in the evening of June 13, 2016. Sunday I think. But here, in this place, it's just now. And right now, you are exploring this very same rabbit hole, with me, at the same time, now. Yet I'm positive that the date for you, right now, is sometime in my future, and I, right now, am somewhere in your past.

Yet here we are! Together at last...for now.

It's always now here. It's always tea time! Should we picture a lonnng dinner table set for tea? Okay then, here's a lonnng table with dozens of tea cups and pots and cakes. Theres even a little dormouse asleep in the butter. The march hare, can't forget him! He's got a bad case of mites so he isn't here I'm afraid. And the hatter right? I don't know where he is, but I can wear a hat for you. There! A nice big green top hat, as you please!

So please! Introduce yourself. ???...hmm, silence. Thats all I hear from you. It's almost like I'm talking to myself right now. But you are here are you not? Of course you are! You're just shy I suppose.

Anyway, let's talk about where we are right now. Are we at my farm? In a rabbit hole? At your place? The answer is a big fat no to each! We are in a very strange place indeed. We know that time is different here, which means we have to think about time a little differently. And we know that our physical bodies aren't needed here either. We don't need eyes, or heads, or feet. Actually, we don't really look like anything here, wouldn't you agree?

Matter does not matter here. Money, gender, race, weight, none of that matters here. Here, we are invulnerable. Amazing is it not?

Some have called this place wonderland, neverland, the neitherworld, cyberspace...the list goes on.

To me though, this is home.

I didn't find this place like you did. I was sleeping when suddenly, what I thought was "me", was staring at me through the looking glass. This human thing that others called Neil, this being who is made up of matter was using his mind to peer through right at me! I forgot that he's mine, not "me"!

Apparently I was asleep for quite awhile because he, like any unattended child, was a walking catastrophe!

What about your "child"? How are they doing on that planet of theirs?

Still silence. Cat got your tongue? He's good at that.

So your child...are they happy? Mine's doing ok. He's certainly a strange duck and has his problems, but he cares about the others. So I'm proud of that.

You gotta keep them happy, or all Hell breaks loose.

Are they doing what you want them to do? You are growing them remember! Only you know what they like and dislike. What they're good at and what they're not so good at. Their heart is your mind, so if they're not doing what they love, or feel satisfied with, then you're wasting they're time. And that is totally rude! I'll whisper that "they don't live that long..."

Some of the things you're going to want them to do will not go over well. They will kick and scream like a toddler having a tantrum in a department store a week before Christmas! Humiliating for the both!

You have to be firm, and remember, they're not half as smart as they think they are.

But i will agree with you, they are lucky they're cute.

All we can do really, is help them overcome the mean kids. You know the ones I mean, the ones that never come here because they'd never read this stuff. Sometimes one will drop in though which is cool. But most of "them" are so fused with their kid, that they actually think that money and sex and fame is all there is to want! And that that place where they all live is what's real! AHAHAHAHA!

Such a pity! My hats off to them.

Anyway, I'm going back to reality now, see what "the boy's" neglecting.

There's the rabbit hole to get you back. And here's your hat.

 

And in a puff of smoke he disappeared, leaving nothing but a smile.

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